<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38503432</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:35:42.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous Last Words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pommesfritessauce.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38503432/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pommesfritessauce.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>valentia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06669985007554555793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38503432.post-8701128944372239712</id><published>2009-02-26T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:46:42.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the final chord,</title><content type='html'>Strikes a disturbing reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be here again. Stop coming back here, it probably leads nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to Melissa, my long-lost friend, if you're here, darling, didn't we say we'd be great Facebook friends? So we will be :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to the past, and to everything that had ever happened. But why is it so hard to do? I can't seem to be running away from it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's too fucking idiotic to live in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day to you all, and if you need to contact me, I'm still reachable on Facebook, where everybody connects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe Orwell is right, and that Ignorance is Strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated 2nd March 2009]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened a new blog. Hmm, happy finding. Or well you can ask me. It all depends. On who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38503432-8701128944372239712?l=pommesfritessauce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pommesfritessauce.blogspot.com/feeds/8701128944372239712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38503432&amp;postID=8701128944372239712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38503432/posts/default/8701128944372239712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38503432/posts/default/8701128944372239712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pommesfritessauce.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-final-chord.html' title='And the final chord,'/><author><name>valentia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06669985007554555793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
